I believe I am teetering on the edge of a chasm from which there is no return.
I 'think' that I feel as though I should be afraid of this but the thought escapes me. It is blazing past at record speeds, far out of reach. I wonder if this is how it should be and if I am walking the right path. But this is soon replaced by a feeling of numbing warmth and comfort and quickly forgotten. These like many of my thoughts are now common place for me, as I have trouble forming opinions and would rather 'go with the flow of things' so to speak.
Having had a near existential death experience approximately 7 years ago I felt that my world was coming to an end. This lead me to a short stint with depression which lasted about a month after which I had all but relinquished to my fate. This lead me to a simple realization regarding the nature of thoughts and their emotional counter-parts. This was common knowledge to me from before through my study and academia of inner knowledge, however it never rung true until that moment. I almost instantly learned to become a third party observer in my own head which lead me to detach from myself, my thoughts and their emotional content. I was then able to enter a state of pleasurable nothingness which felt as though a warm embrace of release. I soon later was able to choose which emotional content I would digest. No longer a prisoner of the grey. Albeit unable to grasp the negative emotional states easily as my natural state of mind was now auto piloting to that warm nothing state.
I spent some time picking apart my ego. Asking myself questions such as why do I not like these things/emotions/ideas. I could not tell if I had always not liked these things or was it some kind of learned behavior from my childhood or environment. It became second nature to block my thoughts from being filtered by my ego and thus it crumbled.
While this has improved my life incredibly since then and I no longer fear death. It has forever changed my outlook on this world. I can't help but wonder if this is how I should be or am I now a incomplete being wondering through a haze dumbfounded. I believe this has closed my heart because I know no love. It has been replaced by something else intangible. I would like to shed a tear for this loss but it escapes me. Or maybe I have just never felt true love or have never felt the act of giving love in my life thus far and have yet to discover it.
To be honest I do not know how I have come to this point in writing this. Normally I sit and stare trying to will my thoughts to come out in some form or another. It was difficult to write all of this and yet it was easy some how I cannot explain it. These words some how seemed to flow from me without a thought.
Maybe there is still something inside of me that is crying for help.
I 'think' that I feel as though I should be afraid of this but the thought escapes me. It is blazing past at record speeds, far out of reach. I wonder if this is how it should be and if I am walking the right path. But this is soon replaced by a feeling of numbing warmth and comfort and quickly forgotten. These like many of my thoughts are now common place for me, as I have trouble forming opinions and would rather 'go with the flow of things' so to speak.
Having had a near existential death experience approximately 7 years ago I felt that my world was coming to an end. This lead me to a short stint with depression which lasted about a month after which I had all but relinquished to my fate. This lead me to a simple realization regarding the nature of thoughts and their emotional counter-parts. This was common knowledge to me from before through my study and academia of inner knowledge, however it never rung true until that moment. I almost instantly learned to become a third party observer in my own head which lead me to detach from myself, my thoughts and their emotional content. I was then able to enter a state of pleasurable nothingness which felt as though a warm embrace of release. I soon later was able to choose which emotional content I would digest. No longer a prisoner of the grey. Albeit unable to grasp the negative emotional states easily as my natural state of mind was now auto piloting to that warm nothing state.
I spent some time picking apart my ego. Asking myself questions such as why do I not like these things/emotions/ideas. I could not tell if I had always not liked these things or was it some kind of learned behavior from my childhood or environment. It became second nature to block my thoughts from being filtered by my ego and thus it crumbled.
While this has improved my life incredibly since then and I no longer fear death. It has forever changed my outlook on this world. I can't help but wonder if this is how I should be or am I now a incomplete being wondering through a haze dumbfounded. I believe this has closed my heart because I know no love. It has been replaced by something else intangible. I would like to shed a tear for this loss but it escapes me. Or maybe I have just never felt true love or have never felt the act of giving love in my life thus far and have yet to discover it.
To be honest I do not know how I have come to this point in writing this. Normally I sit and stare trying to will my thoughts to come out in some form or another. It was difficult to write all of this and yet it was easy some how I cannot explain it. These words some how seemed to flow from me without a thought.
Maybe there is still something inside of me that is crying for help.